Godfall

Book 2: Birthright: A Boronian Saga

by Ross Buzzell

Genres: Media Tie-In; Alien Contact

Synopsis

After the fall of his world Konner flees to a backwater planet called Earth. Weak and wounded, he discovers the descendants of ancient Boronians and humans who take him in and display unique abilities.

With Xero and Disa'ani following to finish the job, it becomes a race against the clock to regain his strength to defend our world from a team that would see it burned.

Grab a copy of Godfall and join Konner as he navigates the world he studied in his childhood, makes unexpected allies and uncovers dark secrets about our worlds entwined history!

 

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Release date: November 5, 2023

Publisher: Ross Colby Productions

Print pages: 384

Sample

Chapter 1: Siege

Konner moved across the room to his nightstand, opening it. It summoned his hilt
weapon to his hand. As he looked back to his father, his face was pale and eyes wide.
“That is impossible. It would have been thousands of years for him,” the former High
King gasped.
Konner looked at Na’era and Ryan. He slid the Ring of the Kings onto his right middle
finger. A yellow light erupted from the metal band and burrowed itself into Konner’s forearm
before dancing up his body.
The energy turned from yellow to azure blue as his silken gown formed into his battle
armor. Walking to the doors, Konner’s cape fell behind him as the family crest glowed brightly
on his chest. Na’era backed away as the new High King’s bracer formed on his arm.
“Get to the other side of the room,” Konner ordered. “You too, Dad!”
“Konner, we need to flee!” his father shouted, terror filling his voice. “If he has survived
this long, there must have been a change in him enough that you cannot beat him!”
Konner approached the doors to reinforce the barricade. They burst open, kicking up a
cloud of dust. The new High King slid back several feet from the blast, keeping himself between
the threat and his wife and child.
His father stepped in directly behind him to protect his grandson. As the dust settled, a
monstrous creature comprised of shadow stepped into the room, followed by a handful of others.
With a roar that sounded like metal scraping against metal, the attacking force charged
Konner. His weapon ignited into a straight sword. The ring’s power flowed through him,
increasing his already heightened speed.

He wasn’t used to the new enhancements. Before he blinked, Konner dispatched the
attackers with the fluidity and strength of a raging river. His brain struggled to keep up with his
own movements as his body attacked on its own from decades of training. The last two dark
energy beasts retreated.
“Is everyone good?” Konner asked, glancing over his shoulder.
“We are clear,” Na’era said.
“We need to get out of here!” his father pleaded. “Open a portal and get us off world!”
“You can go, I am not leaving our people if I can help it!” Konner countered.
He tried to open a portal with his bracer. The fabric of reality sparked as it tried to rip
open before fizzling out.
“Still processing new data,” the bracer called out. “Estimated time before electron
displacer is back online, ten minutes.”
Konner looked back at the windows and pointed.
“The patio, go!” he barked.
Na’era rushed to the window with Ryan. Ro Lorian passed her and reached the windows
first. They shattered open, cutting the former king and Na’era as they protected a terrified yet
silent Ryan.
A second later, Disa’ani appeared on the patio. He was beat up with tattered armor but
still in one piece. Konner smiled to see his old friend.
“Disa’ani, report. What is going on?!” the former High King demanded.
Konner moved to barricade the fractured doors. Looking down the hallway, his heart
nearly stopped. A behemoth of a man walked down the corridor toward them. Blood dripped
from his weapon as he pulled pieces of Boronian armor out of the sword break on its spine.

Smoke danced up around the giant. Light caught thousands of tiny notches in the blade
and down its bone handle. Flames licked up his muscular features. Like other Boronians, it didn’t
burn him. Unlike other Boronians, he wasn’t absorbing the fire. His smooth scalp glistened in the
roaring light as he glared at Konner from behind dark, twisted eyes with more hate than the new
High King had ever seen.
A wet crunch behind him caused Konner to turn. His heart skipped a beat. Time slowed
down as he tried to process what he was seeing. His father, now on his knees, with a spear thrust
through his chest and out his back. Disa’ani held the other end. He twisted his weapon as blood
spurted from the former High King’s mouth.
Disa’ani pulled the spear out, letting the old king drop. Konner dashed across the room in
a blur. He caught his father before he hit the ground, but he was already dead.
A wave of rage washed over Konner as he held his father close. A single silent tear rolled
down his cheek for the man who raised him, who helped forge him into the person he’d become.
A soft flash of light flared in Konner’s peripheral vision.
The new High King turned to face the source. Disa’ani stood over Konner, spear thrust
forward, but stopped a few centimeters from Konner by an azure blue energy field. Konner’s
eyes flared violently to the azure blue of the royal family.
His vision tunneled, locking on his once good friend as he gently set his father down.
Disa’ani jabbed at Konner again. This time, he dodged the attack and knocked the spear away
with his bare hand.
“HOW COULD YOU DO THIS!?” Konner roared in unbridled rage, dropping his
weapon.

Disa’ani jabbed at him again. Konner reacted swiftly and caught the spearhead, stopping
it millimeters from his face. With his right hand, he wrenched Disa’ani’s spear to the side while
drawing back his left.
Throwing his punch with all his might, his fist took on a red tint as he delivered a punch
that approached the speed of light. A deafening BOOM followed by a bone-chilling CRACK
exploded from the sheer force of the attack. A shockwave ripped through the room, splintering
every piece of wood within twenty feet.
A blinding flash of light shattered at the moment of impact. Konner felt his body absorb
an immense amount of heat as his old friend was sent violently crashing through the thick stone
walls of the palace, before tumbling violently down the mountainside, only to be buried under
the debris.
“KONNER!” Na’era screamed.
Her voice cut through his tunnel vision. Immediately, Konner turned to see the giant
bringing his sword down toward his wife and child. Adrenaline flooded the High King. Faster
than the eye could see, he dashed across the room. He slid on the stone floor, summoned his
weapon and produced a blade as he slid between his family and their attacker.
Konner held up his weapon. Their swords let out a deafening CLANG as they clashed
together. The impact sent pins and needles throughout Konner’s entire body. The stone floor
below him cracked.
In a blade lock, Konner’s sword sputtered glowing droplets of white-hot energy as the
metal of Xero’s weapon grinded against it. They locked eyes. The amount of rage and hate
Konner saw was rivaled by nothing he’d ever witnessed before.

The giant snarled at him like a feral animal blessed with intelligence. Konner summoned
all his strength, and with a powerful shove, sent Xero sliding a few meters back. This room gave
Konner a chance to reach back and make sure Na’era was still there. She grabbed his forearm.
“Get out of here! Find the Triad and tell them what is happening!” he barked. “Get
Drakesjäl; he’ll make sure you’re safe!”
Na’era let him go before wrapping her arms tighter around their son and tried to run but
slipped on a piece of shattered glass. She caught herself. The new High King tried to open a
portal for her to escape, but it fizzled again. Movement out of the corner of his eye caught his
attention.
In a flash, Konner held his weapon up and blocked another of Xero’s blows. As he slid
backward, Konner jumped, spun and landed on the wall behind him.
Konner took a few steps up the marble face before he leapt off it. Flipping over Xero, he
swiped down at the invader as hard as he could. Xero ducked under his attack. As the new High
King’s feet hit the ground, the gleaming flash of Xero’s blade caught Konner by surprise.
It was swung almost faster than Konner could move. Instantly, Konner’s sword shifted
into a spear, blocking the attack. The new High King grasped the back end of the energy spear.
He changed his stance and spun Xero’s weapon away from himself.
Xero used the momentum to grab a piece of debris and throw it at Na’era with such speed
that Konner didn’t have time to react. His wife deflected the debris but was knocked over,
unharmed.
Konner jabbed at Xero, who dodged the attack. They engaged once again. Xero changed
his stance to effectively ward off Konner, using swift blocks and parries to deflect Konner’s jabs.
The new High King put everything he had into the fight with Xero.

He moved as quickly as he could, attacking more relentlessly than he’d ever done before,
calling on every ounce of training and experience he’d learned. He was unable to penetrate
Xero’s defense. Xero kept his weapon close to his body, using small movements to deflect
Konner’s blows.
Konner reevaluated his strategy. He intentionally attacked Xero so that his own defenses
were left open. Xero took the bait. He deflected Konner’s strike before attempting a jab at the
new High King’s open ribcage. Between heartbeats, Konner spun. The spear turned into a large
mace, giving him the edge he needed.
Before Xero’s sword impaled him, Konner bashed the mace against the sword’s spine,
stabbing the weapon into the ground. Stuck for a fraction of a second, Konner seized the opening
he’d given himself and slammed his mace into Xero’s face with all his might.
The impact whipped Xero’s head to one side as he staggered back, pulling his sword free
from the ground. Before the intruder had a chance to right himself, Konner’s weapon turned back
into its straight sword. He plunged the weapon hilt deep into the center of Xero’s chest, inches
from the brand that sported the same symbol as the idol that corrupted the Cryptea.
He could see his weapon protruding from Xero’s back. The intruder staggered back
again. He dropped his sword with a metal clang before falling to his knees. Konner breathed a
sigh of relief, seeing his opponent defeated. He looked over to his wife, who’d nearly made it to
the broken windows. He smiled at her, panting from the fight.
His adrenaline wore off, causing his muscles to ache. His lungs burned from breathing
the smoke and his joints were stiff from the repeated impacts with a planet breaker. A look of
horror overtook Na’era’s face. A sense of dread knotted Konner’s stomach.

A dark, twisted laughter echoed from before the new High King. Konner turned his head
to see the mountain still kneeling with the energy sword still in his chest. Xero reached up and
grabbed Konner’s weapon. Taunting Konner, he pulled the blade slowly from his chest.
“You think your puny weapons can kill me, boy?” he sneered.
A shiver rushed down Konner’s spine, sending icy chills throughout his body.
“Thanks to your father, no one can kill me!” he added. ...